Though it is as ignorant of the consequences of what it is doing as I am of whatever awaits me, at least it has an idea, however wrongheaded, of what it wants to do. Were I to close my drapes, the moth would be released from its enthrallment to my lamp, and it could go about its business, whatever that might be. But what drapes can be closed to end my aimlessness, and who is there to close them?
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flying_blind) wrote,
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flying_blind
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Though it is as ignorant of the consequences of what it is doing as I am of whatever awaits me, at least it has an idea, however wrongheaded, of what it wants to do. Were I to close my drapes, the moth would be released from its enthrallment to my lamp, and it could go about its business, whatever that might be. But what drapes can be closed to end my aimlessness, and who is there to close them?
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